Douluo Continent: Huo Yuhao, the Thief of Heaven

"You mean your name is Long Xiaoyao?"

Ning Zhiyuan was speechless when faced with the tall, middle-aged man in black robes.

Long Xiaoyao was a human prodigy of the same era as Mu En, and was one of his childhood idols. He didn't look like this at all.

"Yes, I am Long Xiaoyao," Di Tian said without batting an eye.

When the Lord chose lucky ones to serve him (soul sacrifice), she mentioned to Di Tian that she currently lacked high-level combat power around her who could do things.

And I am the perfect candidate.

The identity of Long Xiaoyao was a choice he made after careful consideration. Firstly, this person had disappeared for a long time; secondly, he himself was a black dragon; and thirdly, he was capable of taking on all humans single-handedly.

Translated it is——

He can be killed the moment he appears.

Long Xiaoyao has lived in seclusion for many years, and few people remember what he looks like. As long as he kills the original Long Xiaoyao, he will become the real Long Xiaoyao.

No problem.

Moreover, very few humans have actually seen Di Tian. As the leader of the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts, Di Tian's reputation is widespread, and only a small number of humans with exceptional cultivation have seen his true appearance.

"Is that you in this portrait?"

Ning Zhiyuan carefully compared a portrait of a thin, white-bearded old man with the robust middle-aged man in front of him. The old man didn't even have a beard, and he didn't look like the man at all.

"It was me. I was very thin back then."

"This is not you." Ning Zhiyuan placed the portrait on the table with a gloomy expression and tapped it with two fingers.

No sooner had the words been spoken than the three Title Douluos walked in from outside the door, their faces grim and their hands clenched in anticipation.

They were about to start beating people.

Whoever this Long Xiaoyao is, someone who can barge directly into Ning Zhiyuan's office is definitely not an ordinary person.

This is a character who could assassinate Ning Zhiyuan.

"Sigh~"

"Long Xiaoyao" sighed.

suddenly!

A terrifying pressure instantly erupted from his body, and the pupils of the three Title Douluos, led by Wu Yun, widened suddenly.

The pressure was controlled with extreme precision, covering only Ning Zhiyuan and the other three, without spilling out at all.

Ning Zhiyuan and the other three felt as if their bones were about to crack from the pressure. Even though they were titled Douluo, they were no different from ants in front of Di Tian.

Ning Zhiyuan's vision began to blur, and the Di Tian in front of him turned into a pitch-black shadow.

Only those golden dragon eyes remained, coldly watching him.

Just as Ning Zhiyuan and the others were on the verge of their limit, they suddenly felt a sense of relief.

"Ha ha……"

Ning Zhiyuan braced himself on the table, panting heavily. It seemed as if he had just returned from a stroll through the gates of hell.

This dangerous guy—

I really want to kill myself!

"Reach for the future!"

Catching his breath, Wu Yun's eyes flashed with a fierce light. His martial spirit instantly possessed him, and his body swelled to twice its size.

Di Tian raised an eyebrow, and Ning Zhiyuan was startled.

"Step back!" Ning Zhiyuan roared.

This was the first time Wu Yun had ever seen Ning Zhiyuan so enraged. She had never seen him so angry since she had been teaching him since he was a child.

Wu Yun wasn't someone who couldn't grasp the gravity of the situation, and she wouldn't yell at him like that. Instead, she understood that Ning Zhiyuan was protecting them.

"Senior, I was blind and offended you greatly. Given your extraordinary achievements and magnanimity, I believe you wouldn't hold a fool like me against such an ignorant brat, would you?"

Ning Zhiyuan spoke these words almost bending over at a ninety-degree angle to Di Tian. Ning Zhiyuan's attitude was extremely humble, even more so than he had shown to Mu En.

The reason is that Mu En is actually a veteran powerhouse who still cares about his reputation, and he wouldn't act recklessly against the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School without following the rules.

The guy in front of him was clearly not as easy to talk to as Mu En. Whether he was Long Xiaoyao or not was no longer important. Ning Zhiyuan would believe whatever he said now.

This is a Limit Douluo with no ties whatsoever. Wherever he appears tomorrow, it's up to him. It wouldn't be surprising if he wiped out some first-rate force.

"Hmm." Di Tian nodded slightly.

Seeing Di Tian's nonchalant demeanor, Ning Zhiyuan's attitude became even more humble.

"I have come here for the sake of my descendants."

"May I ask which descendant of your clan you are, senior? Is there someone from my Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School who has offended you?" Ning Zhiyuan asked, looking up.

Cold sweat covered Ning Zhiyuan's back.

What he feared most was that some foolish disciple in the clan would offend a junior of Long Xiaoyao's clan, thus bringing such trouble to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Di Tian shook his head and said, "Actually, I should thank your sect. Those bastards wiped out my entire reclusive clan while I was away. My clan's descendants happened to be stranded near your sect and were taken in by you."

"Could the senior's clansmen be Na'er and Wang Qiu'er?" Ning Zhiyuan immediately made the connection.

Dragon-type martial soul, family wiped out, exceptional talent, family may be a reclusive clan...

It makes sense now, everything makes sense now.

"Now that you've found this place, I'll take you to see your junior as soon as possible."

Long Xiaoyao nodded, and with Ning Zhiyuan leading the way, they arrived at the Soul Guidance Hall of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

After Huo Yuhao's split soul went to Shrek Academy to study, he stopped making public appearances at the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, at least not during non-holiday periods.

Instead, the mysterious Thief Douluo moved around the Soul Guidance Hall, leading various experiments and teaching Ning Tian and several other high-ranking disciples.

At the very top of the Soul Guidance Hall, an additional rooftop was built, below which was Huo Yuhao's workspace. The distance from the rooftop was exactly the coverage distance for simulating soul skills.

I heard that Huo Yuhao's mysterious teacher is going to come out and give some guidance to these younger generation members, so all the descendants of the Qian Gu family have appeared here.

Among them, the grandson of the eternal frozen soil, the eternal west wind, was the most disdainful of Benjamin Sun. What could a soul master possibly teach him?

It was only because his disciple possessed an ultimate martial soul that his status was elevated; in Qian Gu Xi Feng's eyes, soul tools were a lowly and unworthy pursuit.

His eyes darted around restlessly, his gaze sweeping lewdly over Na'er, Wang Qiu'er, and Wu Feng.

His goal was to steal these girls away while Huo Yuhao was away, strengthen his family's bloodline, and ultimately, martial spirit was the only way forward in this world.

Suddenly, a deep, questioning male voice came from behind him.

"Seventeen years old, level thirty, what's with this good-for-nothing here?"

Benjamin's towering shadow loomed over Qian Gu Xi Feng, and his sudden appearance terrified him.

His face was ashen and utterly indifferent.

Even if Qian Gu Xi Feng looked down on Ben Jiesun, Ben Jiesun still demonstrated the strength level of a Title Douluo.

Titled Douluo are titled Douluo; they are born with an innate suppressive power over non-titled powerhouses.

Without needing any soul-searching techniques, Benjamin Sun could tell from his life experience alone that this kid wasn't up to anything.

Before the ancient west wind could explain...

He was thrown down the stairs with a whoosh.

Benjamin, who had just thrown down the Ancient West Wind, looked at the hand that had just picked up the Ancient West Wind and wondered if he had become soft-hearted.

In terms of kindness, Benjamin dares to consider himself among the top three of the eleven Venerable Ones, but he is by no means a kind soul.

Now, facing a junior who has offended me, I'm only letting him off lightly; I'm still being too gentle.

Unofficial history: All the Venerable Ones believed that their own kindness ranked among the top three of the eleven Venerable Ones.

Three demon lords even considered themselves the best.

Goodness is an innate ability to love others.